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We Gon' Make It Lyrics

Artist: Diddy
Album: Press Play

(feat. Jack Knight)

[Intro]Baby this is your last dance; you know how you do itThere's no nigga like you and there'll never be another nigga like youPut your foot on these motherfuckers necksDo it to 'em daddy, do it to 'em

[Diddy]As my, Daytons spin lowrider sittin lowHittin corners so hard you can taste my rimsHard top six-four, I'm Diddy no tintI can't hide in New York CityI'm 'bout it in the South, sleep good in the WestKnow a chick from Watts with Bad Boy tatted on her breastI done been there and did it (I done been there and did it)Ten years without gettin sweat inside my Yankee fitted1990-Raw I showed you iceYou ain't know who Jacob was so I showed you twiceWhen it was (All About the Benjamins) I had two bezels on my armLike a Don's supposed to, SeanRide with a chaffeur in Gucci loafersAnd switch to All Stars without losin focusThese rap niggaz hopeless (hopeless) you can change the locksbut I'ma shine for niggaz that ain't know Big

[Chorus: Jack Knight]Do, seem, like, my, fu-ture's, here, nowwwwwIt feels good to see the sun in the morninI'm tired of feelin that the people are talkinI heard a rumor that things ain't changinBut Lord knows that we gon' make itOooooooooooooooooooh

[Diddy - over Chorus]The world famousAs we proceedTo give you what you needIt's been so longIt's been so realSo magnificent, thank you

[Diddy]Tell me who shot Big (who shot Big)And take the bullets out of 2Pac's ribs (take 'em out)If I could I would reverse the car, reverse the beefPut it all in a pot and boil it on a D. Dot beat (hit me baby)Sometimes I get drunk, for stress reliefOther times I put "Life After Death" on and peepWe ride (we ride) what's a four door Bentley Coupewithout my nigga on the passenger side?And still I try (I try) to get money stay flyFinish the race, holdin my crown high (take that)I fly next to God, my eyes on the prizeBeen away a long time but now I'm reenergized(AS WE PROCEED) The life and times of a mastermind (c'mon)Dedicate every breath to claim my designs (it's mine)And the day I die, let a G4 flyand dump my ashes over N.Y.

[Chorus]

[Diddy - over Chorus]Y'all know my name, y'all know my motherfuckin nameI told you I was gon' be great maI TOLD YOU I WAS GON' BE SOMEBODY!Ohhh!! Feel so goodFeel so freePut your fists in the air, AOWWWW!!

[Diddy]I'm the King of all Kings, I abide by no rulesand do what I do by any means (c'mon)Call him necessary, the great visionaryBorn extrordinary, a life legendaryWho else put flows out, that put clothes outFlee the cold weather, short sleeves with my toes outNine-six Big showed me what to doBut deep in my heart, this is "No Way Out II" (let's rock)I spend absurd money, private bird moneyThat Bill Gates, Donald Trump, Bloomberg money (you know what it is)Old habits die hard, the Vanguard award winnerNew York torch gripper, O.G. of the floss niggaI'm seein visions like I did a bag of angel dustThis is life when you black rich and dangerousI'm with God, I'ma live on foreverBad Boy for life bitch, nobody does it better (nobody)